Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

Welcome mutha fuckaz, to Fo Free, I be Saint Sinna.

Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, Tha-3

Ima set the record straight, I don't try and be
This is me mutha fucka, is how I really act
In fact I with a full blown attack
Beatin' up your dad a cigarette pack
A Thug in the bitch, don't ask questions
Spittin' all the wrong lessons in rap sessions
yeah ima dawg, thoroughbred rot wilier
Your woman wants to fuck me makes her the pedophiler
I got more gang ties than tha mutha fuckin'
You wanna start shit Don't even bother
Just stay home it it a lot more easier
my glock is my baby gurl, I love squeezin'er
We rap for fun and we to get paid
Takin' you greasy mutha out like cascade

Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em that on
We da Killaz On The Run so a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated)
Now I'm straight thuggin', straight muggin'
You tell ya mutha fuckin' homeboy to stop buggin'
'cause I'll pistol whip his mutha bitch face chin
in his guts a little, then I do it again
'cause you, hit you wit a one two
Ya ass is on the news 'cause tha cops dunno I stuck you
you done did it, who you think you kiddin?
Don'tcha worry about ya family Sinna'z babysittin'
got pissed so I took care of ya
Prematurely bury ya, In the
tha name suckaz, Bio Killaz fo real
We live up to tha killa part of tha fuckin deal
We not Bone Thugz, but we to tha bone
Once we start with chrome, Nigga, It's On

Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em that on
We da On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated)

So we once again, this time we makin' noise
And It's On like a fat bitch on a ride at Cedar
We mutha fuckin' known as the Bio Killaz
(Tha what?) Killaz, Killaz,
That's right muh remember tha name
'cause it's our time to fame in tha rap game
Lyrics to ya brain, I'm it, and cramming it
And it, God dammin' it
Legally for failing anger management
That's why, before any mutha fuckaz every of ya
I'll ya, Yeah that's right lemme repeat it, I'll murder ya
I don't give a fuck about nuthin, tick tockin' a bomb
And about to blow up in your face 'cause on

Saint Sinno, Sizzle, Saint Sinna
Takin' out you weak all before
I'm a digital thug, and you all 8-Tracks
I stick in ya like tha duck from Aflac
A baseball bat upside ya mutha fuckin
You step back before I do it again
fuckaz spreadin' words that they know that ain't right
I guess a night ain't a night unless it starts with a
alright, that's tight, fight til' dawn
But tommorow's anotha day so best believe It's On